The eighteenth layer of hell was the place of reincarnation for the souls of all living things in the world. Naturally, there were a lot of yin souls there. Some were powerful cultivators in the past, but after death, they became ghost cultivators. Cultivating in hell, their strength grew the fastest. Therefore, many ghost cultivators became yin soldiers of hell in order to stay in hell and fight against the Asura Race.
The reincarnation of all living things in the world was inevitable. No matter how powerful a yin soul was, it had to be dealt with according to the karma of its previous life. Then, it had to be reincarnated. Therefore, there was only one way for a yin soul to stay in hell, and that was to become a yin soldier of hell. This was the main force of hell.
Of course, there were also cultivators in hell who weren't yin soul cultivators. They were sent by the heavenly court to manage the yin soldiers. The commander-in-chief of the Underworld's Yin Soldiers was the Yin Son of Heaven. He was conferred this title after the ancient Investiture of the Gods and was in charge of all the troops in the Underworld. The Yin Son of Heaven was in charge of all the matters of conquest. As for the Ten Yama Kings, they were in charge of the matters of reincarnation of the souls of all living things in the world.
The black-armored general in front of him was one of the yin son of heaven's subordinates. Of course, his position wasn't very high. He was only an ordinary general in charge of patrolling, but his strength was at the peak of the first rank of the Arcane Immortal Realm. From this, one could see that the yin soldiers of hell had a unique advantage in hiding their presence.
This was because the Yin Soul was a kind of spiritual power, and the ghost cultivators all cultivated spiritual power. In this way, as long as the ghost cultivators did not release their own power, it would be very difficult for ordinary people to discover the existence of the Yin Soldiers. Only those with extremely powerful spiritual power would be able to detect the existence of the Yin Soldiers of the Underworld. Qin Shaoyang was a little lacking in this aspect.
It was only when the black-armored general appeared that Qin Shaoyang noticed his presence. Seeing the black-armored general kill an Asura warrior, Qin Shaoyang was naturally enraged. He had accepted a mission from the Sky of Freedom to come here. Originally, he wanted to investigate the situation and return safely. But who would have thought that such an accident would occur?
If it was any other time, Qin Shaoyang wouldn't care about the death of an Asura warrior. However, he was the one leading the army to investigate the situation. Losing one of his men was a disgrace to his military record. Naturally, he was furious. Looking at the black-armored general, Qin Shaoyang directly sent a palm strike over.
A huge bloody palm condensed out of thin air and slammed into the black-armored general. Although Qin Shaoyang didn't use much strength in the palm strike, the power of the sea of blood contained within was enough to corrode the black-armored general's body. Black smoke rose from the general's body, and he screamed miserably before disappearing into thin air.
This was the reason for the stalemate between the forces of Hell and the Asura Race. Most of the forces of Hell were yin soldiers who cultivated mental energy. Therefore, they couldn't enter the Nether Blood Sea. Once they entered, they would be devoured by the corrosive power of the Nether Blood Sea. Under such circumstances, both sides were in a stalemate, and neither side could do anything to the other.
Qin Shaoyang couldn't help but frown when he saw that he had killed a peak First Grade Xuan Immortal with a single palm strike. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been able to kill a peak First Grade Xuan Immortal so easily. However, he couldn't help but feel suspicious when he saw how easy it was to kill a peak First Grade Xuan Immortal with a single palm strike.
However, at that moment, a black mist appeared out of nowhere at the place where the black-armored general had been killed. Soon after, it condensed into another black-armored general. It was the one that Qin Shaoyang had killed earlier. However, its aura was much weaker than the previous black-armored general.
When Qin Shaoyang saw the reappearance of the black-armored general, he finally understood that although his previous palm strike had injured the black-armored general, it didn't kill him. After all, the black-armored general was a yin soldier. The energy in his body was mental energy. Even if he lost a portion of it, it wouldn't be a big problem.
After the black-armored general reformed his body, he flew toward the camp on the shore. As he flew, he shouted, "My lord, this is bad! The Asura Race is attacking again!" His voice was so loud that it shook heaven and earth. When Qin Shaoyang saw this, he snorted coldly and extended his palm toward the black-armored general.
"Blood Whirlpool, devour everything!" Qin Shaoyang shouted as he extended his hand. Immediately, a blood-red vortex appeared in his palm. An extremely powerful suction force surged out from the vortex. The black-armored general, who was flying forward, was immediately fixed in place. Then, he flew back to Qin Shaoyang.
The black-armored general was continuously pulled and compressed by the suction force from Qin Shaoyang's palm. In the end, he became smaller and smaller until he turned into a black dot and was devoured by the blood-red whirlpool in Qin Shaoyang's palm. After that, Qin Shaoyang withdrew his palm and waved at his subordinates, preparing to retreat.
Although Qin Shaoyang had lost an Asura warrior, he had killed a general of the Asura Race. It could be said that his merits had offset his demerits. Therefore, there was no need to continue fighting. It was better to return to the Netherworld Sea of Blood first. However, at this moment, an earth-shattering bull's roar rang in the air.
Waves of extremely loud noises came from the Underworld's camp, causing the entire space to tremble. Qin Shaoyang was about to turn around, but he felt an extremely powerful killing intent lock onto him. Qin Shaoyang felt that if he made any strange movements, he would be struck by a thunderbolt!
Qin Shaoyang had no choice but to slowly turn around and look at the Underworld's camp. He waited quietly for the arrival of a powerful enemy. When the other Asura warriors heard the bull's roar, their expressions changed drastically. All of them dived into the Netherworld Sea of Blood to seek reinforcements.
Qin Shaoyang looked at the Underworld's camp quietly. The killing intent was still shrouding him, so he did not dare to act rashly. Qin Shaoyang reckoned his opponent was at least an Overarching Heavenly Supreme Celestial. However, he did not know what grade his opponent was at. In any case, he was certain he was no match for his opponent.
However, Qin Shaoyang was not afraid at all. He was in the Netherworld Sea of Blood. Even if he could not defeat his opponent, he could still escape even if he was severely injured. Therefore, he calmly looked at the Underworld's camp. At this moment, another earth-shattering bull's roar rang in the air. Following that, rays of five-colored light shot up into the sky.
A huge figure slowly walked out from the opposite camp. It was ten feet tall and one and a half feet long. Its entire body was flickering with multicolored radiance. However, its appearance was that of an incomparably huge ox. It slowly walked out from the camp. Then, it stepped on the Underworld Blood Sea and walked towards Qin Shaoyang step by step.
The Five-Colored Godly Bull's hooves were huge. Every step it took caused huge ripples to appear on the ground. However, its huge body was not afraid of the corrosion of the Netherworld Sea of Blood at all. It calmly walked up to Qin Shaoyang and sized him up with a puzzled expression on its face.
"Boy, you're really f * cking strange. You're not from the Asura Clan, but why do I feel the aura of the Asura Sutra on you?" The Five-Colored Godly Bull asked Qin Shaoyang. Its huge eyes were filled with doubt, but it did not disperse its killing intent towards Qin Shaoyang just because he was from the Human Race.
Qin Shaoyang was shocked when he heard the Five-Colored Godly Bull's words. He did not expect that this bull demon would be able to tell that he cultivated the Asura Sutra with a single glance. Moreover, its strength was unfathomable. However, Qin Shaoyang did not show any signs of fear. He calmly looked at the Five-Colored Godly Bull and said, "This doesn't seem to be something you should be concerned about, right?"
The Five-Colored Godly Bull suddenly froze when it heard Qin Shaoyang's words. Then, it laughed and said, "That's right, that's right. This old bull should not be worried about this. This old bull should be worried about how to kill you!" As it spoke, the Five-Colored Godly Bull opened its mouth and spat out a white gas towards Qin Shaoyang.
The white gas that the Five-Colored Godly Bull spat out contained an enormous amount of energy. When the white gas came out of the Five-Colored Godly Bull's mouth, it turned into sharp swords that shot towards Qin Shaoyang! When Qin Shaoyang saw the Five-Colored Godly Bull attack, he cursed in his heart. Then, he gathered all the energy in his body and sent a palm strike forward.
Although Qin Shaoyang's physical body was extremely tough and his strength was not bad, he still felt that he was no match for those white swords. Sure enough, Qin Shaoyang gathered all the strength in his body and slammed his palm forward. When he slammed the white swords, he immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain in his palm. Then, a huge force came crashing towards Qin Shaoyang.
"Wah!" Qin Shaoyang spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, his entire body flew backwards. He was extremely shocked. The Five-Colored Godly Bull's white gas had actually caused him such a huge injury. Just how strong was this Five-Colored Godly Bull?
After stabilizing his body with great difficulty, Qin Shaoyang looked at his right hand and saw that it was already badly mutilated. If Qin Shaoyang's body wasn't strong enough, his entire right arm would have been crippled. Qin Shaoyang was shocked. He didn't have a Blood God's Son yet. If he was really killed, then he would really die. Everything would be for naught.
However, Qin Shaoyang still had a lot of things to do. How could he be willing to be killed by the Five-Colored Godly Bull?
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